Cold Weather At The Old Folks’ Home

Born and bred in the Northlands doesn’t mean someone must stay in the snow/ice belt, but people do.  Children, of course, need to stay with parents, and children account for a hefty percentage of the population.  Adult population is another matter.  Many stay for the sake of a job and a measure of income, especially if around what’s called “middle-age.”  Only a few are in a good position to leave, which means dealing with the weather.

Zero and sub-zero temperatures (Fahrenheit) are obviously more likely the farther north one goes (or for that matter south in the southern hemisphere).  The area underfoot is In the more temperate area, and “zero” only happen sometimes (right now underfoot).  Since it only happens sometimes, and since the people in an old folks’ home often do not do much like hold down a job, they are among those who often aren’t well prepared.

There’s less going places (never mind hanging around outside congregating regardless of nice selling points like a lovely view) and more of a rush to get in if there’s some need to go out.  And, that “getting in” includes getting beyond the halls, which, especially near the entrances, aren’t much warmer than the outdoors.  Chilly halls also put a damper on necessities, like going to a laundry room or even getting some snacks from machines.

There can be a serious strain on the heating system if it is getting a little old, but if it is a big building there is less chance of something like pipes freezing up or electricity being knocked out for an extended period (especially when a place has a back-up generator). Reasonable older people also try to avoid driving if roadways are bad, so getting things like food or making it to things like doctor’s appointments are very common problems.

To be remembered:  snow covers a lot of dirt.  🙂

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Back From Grandmother’s House

The very old song about going to grandmother’s house for a holiday has never been a reality for many people.  Only some are blessed with a grandmother who has an actual house.  For many, grandmother’s house is an apartment or a nursing home.  An actual grandmother’s house may very well have things (and ways) that are a generation older than a grandchild’s home if it was established to raise the child’s parent (again, some).

To go to an actual grandmother’s house, therefore, would perhaps amount to going to a somewhat different world, maybe even including additional people that are family if there are a parent’s brothers or sisters still “living at home.”  A grandchild’s return home then, would be to a more modern existence even though the world at large might be more or less the same — war, peace or whatever else might be filling the daily news reports.

In the (personal) distant past going to grandmother’s house might take a five-hour drive, later reduced to four when the highways were improved.  Something like a plane trip was out of the question not because of the attendant cost but because there wasn’t much in the way of airports.  Someone had to drive it, which someone, if it be just one, had little energy left if there was also need to return home the next day.  (Family’s important.)

Perhaps the best experience in the whole business is/was not the arrival at a memorable place and subsequent hugs, although those are special.  Neither is it any special event concocted for the gathering, although those can be charming, enlightening experiences.  Perhaps the nicest experience comes with the dark of night at hand in a moment when, after hours in a car, the city lights of home are a panorama across the highway view.

One should always want to be home.  🙂

Thanksgiving Time … (Old Folk’s Home)

A suitable thing here would be a picture of a harvest feast and eloquent thoughts about such matters; but, as has been noted, getting pictures in place is a rather complicated accomplishment.  Eloquent thoughts aren’t too easy to come by, either.  The pictures are available, including one of a Pilgrim Thanksgiving and crop displays; thoughts might also be found. However….

As some folks might be interested in holiday thoughts at an old folks’ home (aka senior retirement community), what’s here are some pertinent thoughts.  These are applicable to other holidays as well, such as Christmas; but, that’s not a holiday for everyone.  Up in Dayton (Ohio) a feast meant for all comers was first established decades ago by a well-to-do Jewish merchant.

In some places a gathering of residents is not too important.  Able-bodied people go to chosen places.  If the places have people who don’t get around well, a festive gathering can make life a little nicer.  The term “senior retirement community” offers a clue as to what’s at hand but not always.  The place underfoot is called that but dinners are big deals, especially holiday.

The real places for special dinners to be arranged are places like battlefronts, nursing homes, homeless shelters and perhaps some jails.  Setting one up in a church is not a bad idea, but it doesn’t really suit universal holidays (like Thanksgiving), nor does it do anything for people who have slipped from the mainstream ideas of society, the best reason for having one.

May everyone have a good Thanksgiving. 🙂

Flashing Red Lights (At The Old Folks’ Home)

Flashing red lights outside normally belong to the fire department or police department.  If the apartment building’s fire alarms have been yowling, the fire department is present for a fire.  Otherwise, it’s some other emergency.  Whatever that is, there’s nothing one can do about it.  It’s happened.  It’s been found.  Someone has called for professional help.  Staying out of the way of any activity is the most useful thing one can do.

Staying out of the way is especially sensible if what’s outside is the police department.  If the police are there, it should be for some criminal reason, but that might be any criminal reason, including something that might be a danger to the public in general.  Especially if there’s no suspicion about why the police might be present, it makes sense to wait a while (maybe even behind a wall) to see if anyone legitimate comes by for some reason.

Some places rarely have an array of the red lights.  The place underfoot gets them on an average of at least once a week.  Most often it’s the fire department coming for a medical emergency.  (The police show up maybe every couple of months, the coroner about once a year.)  Sometimes they take someone out on a stretcher, but quite often that’s not done.  Whatever the emergency, it’s handled right there.  Ambulances cost about $800.

Point one here is that at an old folks’ home the fire department shouldn’t be unexpected, especially if it has many units in the place (in the place underfoot over 150).  Gawking is not only pointless, it’s a waste of time since they come so often.  What isn’t pointless is determining who was in trouble and perhaps sending a get well card at the minimum or lending a helping hand subsequently as might be needed.  That’s neighborly and cheery.

Positive thoughts can keep someone alive. 🙂

Hallowe’en — Call It Upheaval Time

All Hallows Eve, of course, is at hand, to be followed very soon by the switch to Standard Time.  Once people are sort of reorganized the nicest American holiday, Thanksgiving, is on the scene with it’s re-scheduling of work hours.  Given recovery from that, it’s time to rush around for Christmas and New Year’s, then it’ll be a switch again to Daylight hours.

The point here is that even among the young and able-bodied all that to-do wrecks attempts at a dependable routine for getting things done.  It’s much more so among the slow and forgetful elderly.  A new ATI newsletter came in the mail again for reading (and reporting, maybe follow-up), but it has barely been scanned to note proposed events.

The trees in view at the old folks’ home are in different stages.  One’s lost all it’s leaves.  A beautiful one will not lose any as it is an evergreen.  It is beautiful enough to be an official holiday tree, but it isn’t.  Several have leaves turning red, orange and yellow, but as of yet that’s not a big percentage.  Most are green waiting for frost to change things.

It IS autumn, and it is a sad beauty, but beauty nonetheless.  Why it’s to be disturbed with assorted turmoil has yet to be explained.  All due respect to Christmas, Thanksgiving’s justified.  An old folks’ home is not meant to house children, but someone had an idea for a kids’ Hallowe’en “trick or treat.”  Well, it WAS different from fire department EMT visits.

If the world ends, it may not be as expected.  😦

Dear Readers….

Thank you for stopping by. Readers are the reason for all this stuff. The whole point is to offer things, possibly information, maybe a bit of entertainment or just whatever to or for anyone who might be interested in a line of thought or even some everyday living in this given little place on earth (or some recollections of a couple of other places).

There is much around to discuss, from the autumn-like weather that has happened hereabouts and the holiday today to the Aviation Trail news that has arrived but has yet to be read. Things are happening at the old folks’ home, too, and the world beyond.  (The world beyond can’t get too much space as that tends to become editorializing.)

The situation in this little part of the world has improved some, but with a whole slew of newish and revamped equipment it’s slow going. Learning to use new things (or even adjusted things) take a while. Be assured, it’s being worked on….  Unfortunately, some medical concerns also came into the picture to make things even slower.

Personal stuff has interfered with ordinary essay offerings.  Not only was there a need to head for the hospital emergency room recently (and home care nursing and the like is still in play — indeed, still being organized) ordinary services like food have been disrupted for reasons like people quitting and the holiday.  The medical may take time.

May your week be good.

 

Temperatures … D*mn Annoyance … (Old Folks’ Home)

      Special 9

The “outside world” has a state called “temperature” which often is a unique consideration in the old folks’ home.  A guideline exists which says that when the world around has temperatures above a certain number of degrees, that’s bad for health, etc.  Old folks are more susceptible to such a thing, so individual HVACs are great to have in a place. 

Okay, so with individual heating, ventilation and air, one sets whatever temperature is best.  Keeping that, however, can be a pain.  It has to vary some, of course.  The thing that causes a problem is when what’s outside shoots both a little over and a little under that, based on whether it’s day or night.  Cold mornings aren’t a really good thing. 

While a little above and below should be ideal, all hinges with how long it’s above or below.  Bottom line here, when it’s sort of ideal, it is necessary to find something like hourly forecasts that are fairly reliable to find out just how long, then remember to poke in heat or leave it at air conditioning before bedtime.  That can be a daily chore. 

In the winter, the heat stays on all the time.  The summer nice time is the problem, as if there is a heat wave it is the air conditioning that stays on all the time.  (Weather currently is lovely considering it’s August, and it is not really right to be bitching about it.  But, it’s tricky to get the mobility scooter in the corner for the buttons.) 

One can always find something to gripe over. Wilted rose